The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

Guild wars!

In the first moment, it was indeed a fierce battle.

blood splatter...

Flesh flying!

When facing the Xiliang soldiers, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who had first come into contact with them collapsed instantly like felled wheat.

The Xiliang soldiers' swords and guns were stabbed from all directions at the same time, causing them to be injured in many places before they even had time to see the enemy's formation and appearance clearly.

"It seems to be going well..." For a moment, many generals in Xiliang thought this way in their hearts.

But that's just... it seems.

Because, they soon found out in horror why the title of the Yellow Turban elite was so famous.

After being injured, the first few Yellow Turban soldiers did not fall down, but threw down their weapons, and tightly grasped the sharp blade that stabbed into the body with both hands!

Blood flowed out from the wound, and his hands were torn apart, mixed with unimaginable pain and fleeting vitality.

However, such a dying person erupted with incomparable power, no matter how hard the assassin tried to get back, he couldn't withdraw the weapon!

Just as others were preparing to deal further blows to the wounded in order to end this stalemate as soon as possible, someone poured in from the gap.

The later yellow turban soldiers seemed to refer to the ending of their companions, and didn't think they could resist stabbing from multiple directions.

Therefore, those people stepped on the ruined wall, took advantage of the condescending momentum, leaped high, and rushed towards the enemy in a fit!

"Is this... the real Yellow Turban?"

Gao Zhi, who was running in the direction of Lu Lingqi, stood still with his gun subconsciously, his eyes swept towards the yellow scarf soldiers rushing forward, and his iron gun shook in his hand.

All of a sudden, before the enemy could get in front of them, they had already taken advantage of the momentum, and the force was so fierce and accurate that it was dazzling. Those white waves and yellow scarf soldiers only saw an afterimage flashing past their eyes, It was too late to raise the weapon in his hand to attack.

Holding the long spear in his hand and stabbing out, the strength penetrated the body of the gun, the white true energy and the light blue gas gang surged together, and stabbed forward along the body of the gun.

"puff!"

The spear collided with a group of weapons, the force scattered, the vegetation turned to ashes, the ground cracked, the void shattered, and a huge air current rose from the ground with a radius of several meters.

260 Go all the way (1/?)

"The sky is dead! Huang Tian should stand!"

Amidst the smoke and dust, countless white-waved yellow-turban soldiers waved ferociously their swords, wooden spears and other weapons, and rushed forward screaming.

Obviously, the prestige created by Gao Zhi before did not make them retreat completely.

"Stubborn!" Gao Zhi snorted softly, and without hesitation, the spear was in his hand, shaking and rolling back and forth like a bunch of dragons.

Bang bang bang, the continuous ups and downs of golden cries, the moment the blade in his hand collided with the spear, it broke and collapsed.

Wherever the gunpoint passed, blood gushed like a fountain, and heads rolled down, killing dozens of people in a row, and the armor on his body was completely stained red with blood.

The white light floated, and a series of attacks swept out. A burly man with a big knife, as if hit by a beast, spat out a mouthful of blood.

The one who was hit by Gao Zhi took two steps back, and still swung the half-cut knife without falling down, roaring ferociously.

A long spear was twirling crazily like a top in his hand, blowing gusts of wind howling.

ding ding ding ding ding....

Sparks jumped out and flickered on the waving spear one after another, making the sound of golden cries and strikes.

Suddenly, his arm flipped, and the gun barrel swung violently, blood splashed on a ferocious and roaring face rushing forward.

Under the heavy blow, the opponent's body spun up, and the strong and burly body was twitching weakly at this moment, spilling blood, and fell backward on the ground without moving.

Immediately, Gao Zhi turned his body around, retreated half a step, his body turned sideways, and his calf exerted force.

The long spear, especially the blood-stained spear on its body, continued to make a whining sound of piercing wind.

The barrel of the gun pointed forward across the trajectory, looking more and more fierce.

I have to say that Gao Zhi's set of coherent and fierce moves is really neat and beautiful.

However, on the battlefield, in order to preserve stamina, the best moves should be one-hit kills!

The real life-and-death fight is not martial arts fighting or entertainment interpretation. Here, it doesn't matter whether the moves are good-looking or not.

Because it is far less important than your own life!

On the battlefield, a move that can kill the enemy is an excellent move!

Moreover, it is also the most shocking way!

The most obvious point is those Baibo Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed towards him aggressively.

At this time, Huan Ran was so frightened by his beating that his blood dissipated, and they all started to hesitate again.

"Huh..." Gao Zhi let out a long breath of turbid air.

His eyes flashed brightly, he raised his head to confirm the direction, looked at a beautiful figure in the distance, and continued to run in stride without stopping.

His actions immediately aroused the yellow scarf soldiers in front of him who had become frightened.

Mistakenly thinking that Gao Zhi continued to kill them, the Yellow Turban soldiers grinned and charged forward with gritted teeth.

In the chaos, a long spear stabbed towards him fiercely. Gao Zhi reacted in time, took a deep breath quickly, and pressed down the agile side of his waist and his arms.

"Aha!"

With a yell, he clamped the heads of the several spears stabbed at his waist, exerted strength on the soles of his feet, and exerted strength on his arms and waist. The soldiers were smashed and fell to the ground.

Those yellow scarf soldiers shouted one after another, as if a huge wave rushed over, they were all overturned, bleeding from their seven orifices, and their whole body was powerless.

Without stopping, Gao Zhi held the handle of the gun with his backhand, taking advantage of the momentum to fly into the air, before the gun tip fell to the ground, the cold light of the gun pierced into the chests of every yellow scarf soldier like a ghost, killing them all with one blow!

Right in front, those yellow turban soldiers were a little intimidated by his aura and hesitated.

Just at this time, the sound of horseshoes came from behind, and a gap was squeezed out of the crowded crowd. A yellow turban general riding a horse rushed out, and on his horse, he yelled loudly: "I'm coming—"

Slash with a long knife.

Gao Zhi snorted slightly, and kicked the end of the spear with his foot.

In the splash of mud, the tail of the spear swung high, smashed the blade, and slammed it on the heads of the approaching horses.